She pushed the scissors into its chest, over and over, digging away at that useless material that covered its heart. It was a great deal of work to move all of that nonsense out of the way, that worthless, rubbery, fleshlike...
She saw Robert nearby, but thought that passive-aggressively pretending not to notice him until he noticed her was her best option in this situation, so that was exactly what she did.
She scoured what she could remember in search of a song, of anything that might even be somewhat indicative of one, but nothing surfaced. It belatedly occurred to her that she had never thought to ask, only followed and listened. She was quick to defend herself to...herself (which made a lot more sense when the fact that there were several of her rattling around in her head) with the recognition that it was not her job to remember the songs, it was the B...why was she thinking of him?
Agsilved had to bite her tongue till it bleed ink to keep herself from parading around in joy. One of the nest elders had chosen her to assist him in the construction of a tome he was working on. A collection of manuscripts containing the lore and history of some outsiders' linage. She didn't care what it was. She'd been chosen for this chance!
He called it cheating, using her wings like that to escape his range. Then dive bomb him until he lost. She called it adaptable tactics. Whatever it was called, she won, and in that she would boast her pride and proof she was greater than he was. Least until their next match.
She'd... really flown that distance. From the outlands of her clan's territory, all the way... to the town outside of the academy. Agsilved had to admit. It was the farthest she'd ever flown without any real break. Next time she was able to send a message to her mother, she would have to make certain to mention it. That had to be some proof of her strength going into this academy... right?
The egg had arrived with her mother's most recently smuggled letter. It was dark blue, cold to the touch... and made Agsil want to cry. A gift. A drakeling To keep her company.
She knew his name. His real name, the demon name. Not that lie he used left and right. It was an accident when she'd summoned him the first time. This time, however... Agsil grinned. He was going to be furious. But she hoped her offered challenge would be enough to smooth his ruffled demonic feathers.
She drew her claw against the parchment again, noting how shaky the line was. Her other hand clasped the cup. She'd never been drunk before. Had any ink dragon ever been drunk before? She was going to get him back for this. Once she... stopped laughing so much. Why was everything so funny? Apparently, Agsil was a laughing drunk.
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Agsilved's Points: 60 Excalibur:9124
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 7:30 pm
He throws the frames to the floor, watching the glass tinkle with violent pleasure, and uses Permanent Marker to scratch bows and ribbons onto every one of his father's little heads in the photos.
She's a little dark skinned ghoul with shimmering scales and two tails that lash back and forth agidly, and the first thing he ever says to her is, "It needs a river."
His mother is the one who drives him to tournaments, the one who bounces excitedly and keeps applauding until she sees him changed back into his normal clothing (or so it seems) when he wins his first gold medal, and the one signs him up for lessons without the need for him to ask first.
+ 6pts = 9130 varrus' total is 66 pts c:!
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 7:30 pm
Cava was fast asleep amidst the pile of books: being sent here, an emissary for his family, was a big responsibility. Cava was eager to use this opportunity to study as much as possible, to absorb what lore he could.
It was dark out. Cava projected a memory onto the wall of the building, reaching out: the cosmos called to him, each star and swirl a fragment of a place he belonged. Out there, in isolation. He would return, one day. In time, all things would return whence they came.
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Cava's Points: 20 Excalibur: 9150
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 7:34 pm
She was without emotions, without fears. She needed nothing. The idea of spending time with a companion made her snarl. They would only hinder her in her search.
The sensation she got, staring up at the statues of the goddesses... it was awe. It took her a while to realize how much that meant to her, to feel like she had a purpose.
He'd hit a monster into her, and he was laughing. Sure he'd apologized, but... Why was she so quick to assist him? Why did it feel... good? To be around someone else..?
She was flying. Took that leap of faith, and now she could fly again. Or had she always been able to, just too scared to try? She wasn't sure, but she was happy in that moment.
Agsil watched as her pets played with Tavi's. He was laughing, small and fluffy and... rather cute. Agsil didn't know what was infecting her more: the pet's playful nature, or his laughter. Either way, she felt... at ease. Happy.
She watched as her fan sliced through the monster's flesh. If Andie called them fan buddies one more time, she was going to slice him with it.... well. Once she stopped laughing over it, anyways.
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Agsilved's Points: 2 x 6 = 12 points Her total: 60 + 12 = 72 Excalibur: 9162
Your wishes, your hopes, you memories. I will treasure them. I will believe in them.
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:17 pm
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You feel a door.
Here, it is peaceful. Here you, have finally let everything go. If this was what perfection felt like, if this was what bliss felt like, if this was what absolution felt like, this would be it. No pain. No fear. No doubt. Hurt. Betrayal. Nothing.
You are at peace.
The door however, remains. It remains and you are scared of it. It is a dark door, and there is something about it that unsettles you, that makes you instinctively shy away from it, that makes you not want-
"Do you wish to return?"
It is nicer here. It is more peaceful here.
"Do you wish to return?"
No. Something is wrong. The door isn't unsettling you, the door is you. It is everything else that is unsettled by the presence of the door.
"We can return," you hear yourself, the door, say. "We can return, but you can still choose. We can return, but not as the same. We have been given this gift, the gift of leaving our pain behind. What part of our burden should we discard? "
gaia_crown[ You leave behind your arm ]
Your arm is in a lot of pain. You cannot bear it. You remember using those hands to accomplish horrible, terrible feats. You remember using these hands over and over again, repeating such menial tasks until you have forgotten what your purpose was supposed to be, why you even existed.
You simply tear off your arm, leaving it behind as you walk through the door. All the memories of your deepest, darkest conflicts have been swept away.
gaia_crown[ You leave behind your legs]
Your legs are in a lot of pain. You cannot bear it. You remember using these legs, toiling with them, walking, moving, consistently doggedly pushing yourself forward, until you no longer had a purpose for yourself.
You simply tear off your legs, leaving them behind as you push yourself through the door. All memories of your deepest, darkest failures have been swept away.
gaia_crown[ You leave behind your head]
Your head is in lot of pain. You cannot bear it. You remember using using your head, thinking, always thinking. People shouting at you about your decisions. People telling you you were wrong, until you doubted yourself. Until you wondered why you decided as you did.
You simply tear off your head, leaving it behind as you push yourself through the door. All memories of your your deepest, darkest decisions have been swept away.
gaia_crown[ You leave behind your heart]
Your heart is in lot of pain. You cannot bear it. You remember giving so much, consistently giving giving giving, until your heart was about to overflow before it was torn away.
You simply tear out your heart, leaving it behind as you push yourself through the door. All memories of your your closest loved ones, good or bad have been swept away.
gaia_crown[ You leave behind your entire body]
Your entire body is in lot of pain. You cannot bear it. Everything about it. Your experiences, your memories, everything overwhelms you until you simply cannot move, until you are in anguish of moving because it hurts so much. You are ashamed of what you have become.
You simply rip yourself out of you body, leaving it behind as you push yourself through the door. All your memories from when your journey first started have been swept away.
gaia_crown[ You leave nothing behind]
Your entire body is in lot of pain. You cannot bear it. Everything about it. Your experiences, your memories, everything overwhelms you until you simply cannot move, until you are in anguish of moving because it hurts so much. It hurts because every single memory is precious. It hurts because you wish to keep them all, because they define who you are, and as much as it hurts you never want to forget what is most important to you. You are still proud of what you have become from where you started. You would not be where you are if not for those memories.
You leave nothing behind as you push yourself through the door. You remember everything, as is the way it should be.
OOC: THE JOURNEY BACK
A Unique Offer:
It seems Excalibur did a fine job of restructuring the world, thanks to you giving it the memories to do so. The Tear has been restored. However, offering so many memories has caused you to finally break, losing your sense of self.
You realize now, you are at a crossroads. Once you walk through the door, you will continue on your path (see post below). You will remember everything, some things, or perhaps nothing. You have been offered a gift of which you can take some, all, or none. It is only a gift if you see it this way.
- All "locked" memories have already been offered from Part 1. Those ones can be regained. You have already forgotten those now, as they were temporarily given to Excalibur. Those were specific memories, of a very specific incident, small and brief. Part 2 (this part), deals with longer memories, and everything that follows. Your character now has more choices to make. exclaimRegardless of what option you choose, these memory wipes can only be wipes of things that have happened AFTER you enrolled Amityville or woke up for the FIRST time in a pod or AFTER the Horseman lands were destroyed. You simply CANNOT forget anything before that for this part, and that INCLUDES the total memory wipe option. exclaim If you are a QUEST character a full memory wipe means you forget this meta ever happened. Partial memory wipes would be related to experiences FROM THIS META.
gaia_crown[ If you offer your arms: You will get to forget the greatest conflict (negative) that has haunted your character, and everything related to it, whatever the conflict may be: another person, a part of themselves, an event, so on so forth. Once you forget this memory, it is gone. Unlike the Part 1, you will never regain this memory back again. If you have a familiar or weapon the weapon/ familiar forgets it too. HOWEVER, other people will still remember this memory, even if you do not. It IS simply fooling yourself. This is permanent. Once you forget you will never remember this again.
gaia_crown[ If you offer your legs: You will get to forget the greatest failure that has haunted your character, and everything related to it, whatever the failure may be: another person, a part of themselves, an event, so on so forth. Once you forget this memory, it is gone. Unlike the Part 1, you will never regain this memory back again. If you have a familiar or weapon the weapon/ familiar forgets it too. HOWEVER, other people will still remember this memory, even if you do not. It IS simply fooling yourself. This is permanent. Once you forget you will never remember this again.
gaia_crown[ If you offer your head: You will get to forget the greatest decision (negative) that has haunted your character, and everything related to it, whatever the decision may be: another person, a part of themselves, an event, so on so forth. Once you forget this memory, it is gone. Unlike the Part 1, you will never regain this memory back again. If you have a familiar or weapon the weapon/ familiar forgets it too. HOWEVER, other people will still remember this memory, even if you do not. It IS simply fooling yourself. This is permanent. Once you forget you will never remember this again.
gaia_crown[ If you offer your heart: You will get to forget the closest people in your character's life (sans weapon/ familiar obviously) and everything related to it, whatever the decision may be: another person, a part of themselves, an event, so on so forth. Once you forget this memory, it is gone. Unlike the Part 1, you will never regain this memory back again. If you have a familiar or weapon the weapon/ familiar forgets it too. HOWEVER, other people will still remember this memory, even if you do not. It IS simply fooling yourself. This is permanent. Once you forget you will never remember this again.
gaia_crown[ If you offer your whole body: You will forget everything. A clean slate. Tabula rasa. However, since Excalibur, and by extension Merlin's legacies are only tied to certain events, your character can only forget everything from after they enrolled in Amityville or after the awoke from the pod for the FIRST TIME in Deus. Unlike the Part 1, you will never ever regain these memories back again, at least not though your own memories. If you have a familiar or weapon the weapon/ familiar forgets it too. HOWEVER, other people will still remember this memory, even if you do not. It IS simply fooling yourself. This is permanent. Once you forget you will never remember this again.
gaia_crown[ If you offer nothing: ] Your character will remember everything. And we mean everything they came into this meta with, including all that happened in this meta that they experienced, with the exception of the ones they sacrificed in part 1 (of the finale). Perhaps it is best to carry all these burdens as giving away those memories is only fooling yourself.
The Return
- After your choice, your character has returned. Part of their arms, legs, etc etc whatever it is they offered is missing. That part is sealed off, chained with a lock. If you offered your whole body you no longer exist in this meta. Feel free to write a death solo. As it is an abstract, white space while you wait, your characters may still talk to each other if they are missing heads, and move around if they are missing legs, etc. - Surviving characters may interact with each other, as they watch the * world that Excalibur "cleansed" rebuild itself, from all the memories remaining and created. They are watching, waiting for the * return back to normal. Characters may also interact with other characters if they wish, ones they remember, ones they don't, etc etc.
The Final Conclusion
The last and final tag for this meta is tomorrow at 7:30 pm PST. This will NOT need an rp reply and conclude the meta.
- If you have not participated much in this meta, you can still make a choice! Totally up to you! Part 1, however, is now closed. - If you feel like you have missed this meta entirely or will miss this ending or missed parts of the ending and still have time constraints you may PM THE MULE (WE ARE HALLOWEEN). We will give you a small prompt involving Excalibur talking to you to take home with you, which you can write a solo of if you did not make the margin of time to post here. There, you will be given the choices from Part 1 AND Part 2. As this is a lot of work on my part I do prefer people make the choice in this thread IF they can. - The final conclusion will not need an RP reply, so after the conclusion is posted all players have 2 days to fill in battle posts/ rp posts as they wish before rp points are announced for this meta. In addition the weapons redeem for minipets will still be open but the heart log achievements will be raffled tonight!
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:33 pm
From destruction and chaos came peace. Shun's eye reopened as his senses came back around. There was a door here, and it was asking if he wished to discard a burden of his.
He furrowed his brow. Leaving his pain behind... it sounded tempting.
To be able to forget the things that haunted him, one way or another. For a long time, he stood there in silence, thinking about it. By forgetting these things, it would mean they would no longer burden him. He could forget about his failures; forget those most troubling moments of his life.
No.
This was not the way.
Pleasant or not, these memories were what shaped him into who he is today. It was through those hardships that he was able to learn, to grow. To strengthen himself. Yes, they were painful. They still are painful to think about sometimes. He hated to think about how he nearly lost Mitsu; how he was fooled and played. Those times where he lost. The times he hurt her. The times he ******** up otherwise. No one liked to think about such things. Just thinking back now made him ache.
Pain is weakness leaving the body.
Those words still held true to him. His good eye narrowed. Clenching his fists, he pushed through the door without a word.
Whole.
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:45 pm
It was peaceful here, nothing to worry about. No pain, no fear, no doubt. Nothing. He was at peace.
There was also a door. He did not like the door, there was just something that unsettled him about it.
"Do you wish to return?"
It was nicer there, peaceful.
"Do you wish to return?"
Something wasn't right. It wasn't the door, the door was him, it was something else unsettled by the presence of the door.
"We can return," he heard himself, the door, say. "We can return, but you can still choose. We can return, but not as the same. We have been given this gift, the gift of leaving our pain behind. What part of our burden should we discard? "
His heart was full of pain, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He remembered trying so hard, giving all he could, but no longer. He tore out his heart, leaving it behind.
Leaving all of his memories of his loved ones with it.
He couldn’t feel anything. Fear, pain, doubt, hurt, betrayal…none of them, he couldn’t feel them. Clyde had thought for a moment how peaceful it was, but at the same time, was it really bliss he was feeling? An empty question. However, over time, he took notice of the door.
”Do you wish to return?”
Return? Where?
”Do you wish to return?”
The door. Slowly, the concept that the door was him trigger in his mind but, what does his self want him to return to?
"We can return," you hear yourself, the door, say. "We can return, but you can still choose. We can return, but not as the same. We have been given this gift, the gift of leaving our pain behind. What part of our burden should we discard? "
Clyde was silent as he thought over his response. It was a tempting offer, but…there was nothing he could leave behind. He let out a bitter laugh when the pain started - the pain caused by every single little thing that he could remember coming to him at once.
s**t. Everything hurts.
However, while the pain was overbearing, Clyde couldn’t help but muse. Yes, his body and mind are in pain. Yes, he would love to leave them all behind, but if he did would he still be himself? Experience is what defines an individual, and to give all of it up would to erase himself (or a part of him anyways). So he gingerly picks himself up and shoves his way past the door.
He’ll be greedy and take all this pain with him.
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:48 pm
It was so peaceful. It was nothing that Aiden had ever felt before. No negative emotions in the least. At least until he felt the door. It made him uneasy, even after he realized it was him. Did he want to leave this place? Leave this serenity? He remembered there were people waiting for him and now that he could remember, he wanted to see Souji and Maky again.
Did he want to return the same or different? Leave behind some of the heaviness or continue to bare the weight? It seemed like forever as he thought about what he wanted to do. In the end there really was one choice for him. Of course he would keep it all. Of course he would not leave anything behind. Everything he went through made him what he was, for good or for bad, and he wasn't willing to give it up.
As thankful as he was for the gift, Aiden would leave nothing behind.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:52 pm
The door, it broke the peace of this moment, the door was important enough that she could not ignore it.
Did she wish to return?
Of course, she did she wanted to, but...
...but there was something she needed and the door was telling her she couldn't come back the same as when she left, but of course she knew that. The thing was that the gift seemed all wrong it seemed to easy to leave her pain behind and lose the lessons she had learned. If she left something behind would she ever be able to find it again someday should she need it? No matter the pain each memory was a treasured thing, it defined who she was now, so different then the ghoul she had started as.
"No...I leave nothing."
She forced her way through the door refusing to discard any precious part of herself, needing to endure this whole. She knew there would be comfort for her pain if she could just get past the door.
Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:52 pm
Heidi just stared at the door. Yes..she wanted to return. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be home. Home to a man who loved her, to friends, to a happy life. She didn't want to forget.
It was an easy decision.
She stepped forward and pushed the door. Heidi was leaving nothing behind.
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Posted: Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:58 pm
A door, but it seemed different from the other doors Sovasu had passed through. "Go home?" He asked as he looked at the door. He would sacrifice something that had given him such heart ache. He needed to decide.
"My heart... I will leave behind my heart..."
He was sure of letting go of everything. Good and bad from his loved ones. He didn't want bare this burden any more. He wanted it to just fade away completely. "Good-bye... Mother..." He spoke softly before tearing out his own heart. He left it behind before going through the door.
